Without someone to irritate, Du Ke no longer acted with Mu Ran.
After asking his phone number, he left directly, leaving Mu Ran on the way.
Mu Ran resigned himself to his fate and walked home by himself, feeling very depressed.
Zhou Wen is really a very good brother.
Every day when he goes to school and after school, he will come to pick up the original owner on time.
A day did not fall.
Even if he has extracurricular activities, he will skip the activities to pick up the original owner. The deep affection can be said to make Mu Ran extremely envious.
Who would have thought that on the first day he came here, he would have to accept the painful exercise of walking home?
Mu Ran was depressed, and walked home with heavy steps.
The further he walked, the slower his steps became, but his mind became unusually clear.
Just now, why did Zhou Wen suddenly appear in front of them?
How did he know, where is he?
Oh, it's scary to think about it carefully!
Mu Ran's eyes widened slightly, he took out his mobile phone, and stared at it.
The original owner's family is very poor, not to mention that all the money he got will be given to his scumbag parents.
The original owner simply had no money to buy a mobile phone.
This phone was a birthday present from Zhou Wen, and it has been a long time.
Could it be that there is a monitoring system in this phone?
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Wen picks up and drops off the original owner from school all the time, isn't it too much - deep feelings?
Mu Ran bit his lip, and before he could figure out why, he was already home.
He just opened the door of the room, and a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils.
Mu Ran frowned and walked in.
It is already afternoon, but the curtains in the room are drawn, and the small living room is full of darkness.
After thinking about it, Mu Ran turned on the switch, and the room lit up instantly.
"Are you back?" The man's plump body squeezed out of the bedroom.
Mu Ran suddenly felt lucky, fortunately, the door in the bedroom of the original main room was strong enough so that it would not be kicked open.
Otherwise, according to the practice of the original owner's scumbag father, it is impossible for his room door not to break ten times a day.
Mu Ran glanced at the open bedroom.
The bedroom is clearly visible in a mess, and it is not difficult to see how diligently the man is rummaging in the bedroom.
The man gradually approached, his face with several layers of double chins, did not have the violent anger of the past, but a hint of flattery.
Mu Ran squeezed his hands and looked at him warily.
The man grinned at Mu Ran: "Son, I heard that your school held a singing competition? The first prize is 10,000 yuan?"
The greedy light in the man's eyes made Mu Ran understand his intentions.
Mu Ran's eyebrows moved slightly, and his lips curled up: "Yes."
The light in Mu Ran's eyes flashed away.
Without waiting for the man to speak, he crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and said: "I will participate in the singing competition, but the prize money will be given to you, or mother"
"Give it to me, give it to me!" The man stepped forward excitedly, and his two big hands were about to grab Mu Ran's shoulders.
Mu Ran turned sideways to hide, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.
The man stopped his movements and smiled embarrassingly: "Son, give it to me¡ªyour mother plays mahjong every day, so you can't give her the money!"
"Okay." Mu Ran agreed.
The man was stunned by his reaction of agreeing so easily: "Uh"
"But I have a condition." Mu Ran's eyes flickered, "I need to concentrate on learning to sing, if the house is too noisy" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com